Cursed Angel Novels & Stories

Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play. Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?" Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often utilize it to spread chaos and further their own agendas."

The bad man looks at her with hatred. "If you offend us, we can curse you. Today, I am cursing the Demon named Ornan, the second son of the late lord of the underworld, that he no longer be able to regenerate his flesh and blood like any other immoral. His soul will be forever exiled to the dark world" she says and a yellow light comes from her and hits the bad man. This time the bad guy falls on the ground with a cry of pain. "Guardian Angels can't kill anyone, only warrior Angels can. That's the only reason your spirit still belongs to this world" she says glaring at him.

The curse happened when Kazuo-kai disobeyed Lucifer's orders, and Kazuo-kai decided to leave hell. "In the end, I can see the curse on you, Kai." said Angelina. The magician woman was surprised, because suddenly Kazuo-kai flew and strangled his neck. Just like the black shadow did to Zoey earlier. At this moment, an iron nail appeared from Kazuo-kai's hand. Without further ado, the iron nail shot and tore through the skin on Angelina's neck, then blood gushed out of her mouth. "You have no right to call my name." And Kazuo-kai's other hand, the one with the iron nails stabbed into Angelina's heart.

A pretty angel I will cage and keep forever as my own. “Adelaide, get away from there!” Cain. The urgency in his voice has the amount of power in the air climbing. Light bursts out and the curse activates but Adelaide’s not there anymore. Anger lights me up from the inside and I go for the white-haired bastard beside me. My punch grazes the side of Cain’s face but it never touches him. His new divinity helps him out of the fix and I get a punch that sends me stumbling into the closest wall and crashing it down. Pain is a brief flare against my scalp and when I look at Cain, his eyes hold righteous fire.

Velaska stood up with a muffled groan and in a shrill scream pulled the dagger from her ribs and blood flowed in profusion, the wound miraculously began to heal, but she hadn't reckoned with the scar that would remain - a four-winged angel standing very thin and a halo around it - in flames that slowly went out, leaving a literal firebrand. -What mark is that?! -It's the sacred mark of the four shamanistic angels," Lucia said in a choked voice, "in other words, it's her weak point. -Cursed! -Velaska shouted as she picked up her dagger and ran to Lucia, who, even sitting up and in pain, managed to summon an intense white light over her that made Velaska close her eyes and retreat. The light g

Her molten silver and crimson eyes met each of them, carrying centuries of rage, grief, and inevitability. And then — she stabbed herself. The blade slid through her chest with a quiet finality, her body collapsing into the whirlwind she had summoned. The wind howled louder, as if mourning her, carrying the remnants of her magic across the world. When it settled, silence fell. The alphas stared, horrified. She was gone. Dead. Yet the curse had been cast, the children marked. For a long moment, no one moved. Then the alphas understood. The curse had not been meant to kill the children — it was meant to bind them. To twist fate itself. To ensure that if they ever found each other, everything t

‘Because if I had forced my way through to stop him…’ My wolf’s voice trembled from fear. ‘He would have strangled us both to death right then and there.’ I froze, my breath catching in my throat. “What…?” ‘You were too terrified to ask Zarius for the truth, Evelise,’ she whispered, her presence recoiling in panic. ‘So let me tell you.’ “No… no, please, stop. I don’t want to hear this—” ‘The curse isn't just dark magic, Evelise. It’s an ancient, destructive entity—a primordial wolf named Azrael, bound to Zarius.’

Jamal asked shakily. "Sit down back and stay silent till he finishes" Abu ordered. Jamal slowly sank back into his seat while Forbes continued. "He was cursed by Naja a winter witch because of his mother and my wrongdoings to the witch, he was cursed to be emotionless" Forbes paused, trying not to break down before the council. "We searched endlessly for a cure but could not find one until now, unfortunately the cure happened to be A Sheba, the witch's daughter"

What else did his curse comprise of that I didn't know? "I courted seven ladies in the past. Unfortunately, none of them lived long enough to walk to the isle with me. My curse somehow affected them and killed them all. I guess they were too fragile to handle such burden." His eyes glistened with tears but as quickly as they came, so also they dried up. I have never survived any of Veronica's maltreatment nor Vivian's, without falling unconscious. Just how long would I endure before his curse finally took my soul?

"The angel fell deeply in love with a mortal woman, and in his devotion, he gave her a piece of his very essence - his soul, his power, his immortality. He made himself vulnerable to her in ways that defied natural order, trusting her with the one thing that could destroy him completely. But the woman's heart belonged to another - the village leader who had promised her a crown. Together, they betrayed the angel in the most unforgivable way. They used the power he had given her to drain his life force, stealing his immortality for themselves while he watched, helpless and horrified." She paused, letting the weight of that betrayal settle. "With his dying breath, the angel cursed her bloodlin